Page 113 of Inferno

It’s like she’s burning into my veins, and I stop breathing.

“No. This can’t be happening.”

I run my fingers through my hair.

“This is good, right? We’ve finally got her. We can find out why she did it? Who she is?” Conan says nervously.

I shake my head slowly, a pit forming in my stomach.

“This isn’t a fucking coincidence, Con. This is dangerous.”

This could be the end of us.

“Call Finn. Get him in here now,” I order Conan.

I switch my attention to pulling up the contestant’s sheets.

“Ebony. Not Brittany,” I scoff.

The measurements fit.

“Fuck!” I roar.

I can hear her in her words. As I scan the documents, I frown.

“This is fucking bad.”

Pushing myself away from my desk, I stand, resting my hands on the wood.

“What do you want with me this time… Ebony?”

That name sounds wrong. I’d bet it is another fake.

Running my finger over the warm screen. As her eyes dart around the room, she almost looks nervous, but she hides it well.

Except from me. I can read her. I know her body.

I’ve run my tongue along all of her curves.

“He’s on his way.”

Clenching my fists, I want to be the one who inflicts agony on her.

I deserve it.

I should be ecstatic. I’ve finally got her in my grasp, but my gut is telling me this is very fucking bad.

Chapter 39

CHARLOTTE

Song- Aphrodisiac, KIRRA47, Desire4u.

What. In. The. Hell.

In all the fucked up shit I’ve seen in my life, this tops it.

Crossing my arms over my chest, I start to shiver, the cold seeping into my bones. It’s freezing in here. My breath plumes out before me, a visible mist in the frigid air.

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